Chapter 29
Nathan
It’s surprisingly a lot easier to make space for Reid than I anticipated, I think to myself as I watch Arabella sleeping soundly for the moment.
She’s pressed comfortably between him and my mate, clutching at both of them in her sleep, not that either of them mind. Reid seems just as deep in sleep as she is, while I’m pretty sure Alec is faking it, just resting his eyes and keeping still so that he doesn’t disturb her.
It’s interesting; rather than fight us both for every moment with her, he’d made it a game. One without malice. He’d teased the hell out of us both, but it had stayed good-natured. Somehow, he knew exactly how far to push without tipping anything over the edge.
He’d done it for Arabella’s benefit.
He had let other alphas fuck his girl while he watched, let us all mix our scents, and he did all to make her happy. It’s hard to hate the guy anymore thanks to that, even if I had renamed him ‘Smug Prick’ in my head after he’d fucked her through her last mini heat.
I’d thought Arabella would have to choose and had hated the idea she wouldn’t pick us, but after that? I think we could make this work, that we all care enough about our omega to find a way to live together, if that’s what she wants.
Hopefully, everyone else feels the same.
I sigh, setting down the water bottles I grabbed from the kitchen just now onto her nightstand, then go to sit on the floor beside the bed on Alec’s side. I watch his face, waiting to see if he’ll open his eyes. I’m about to gently blow in his face when they finally blink open.
“I can feel you staring,” he whispers.
“Just wanted to see if you were awake,” I murmur back. I glance at both Reid and Arabella, making sure they’re still soundly asleep before I add, “What do you think?”
“About sharing her with him?” he questions, like there’s anything else I could be asking right now.
“Yeah.”
“I think it’s our only option to be with her and make her happy. And…I suppose he’s not terrible. I just know he’s going to encourage you to wind me up more, though,” he replies, rolling his eyes at the mention of me winding him up.
“He does seem the type to enjoy pushing buttons.” I lean in, pressing a quick kiss to my mate’s lips. “He doesn’t go too far, though.”
“He doesn’t,” Alec agrees. “There goes the pig farm idea.”
“Wait, what?” I blink. Pig farm?
“Nothing, dear,” he says, a shit-eating grin on his lips.
That asshole.
“I love you.”
“Love you too, baby. Now, come here and get back into bed,” he demands, shifting over a bit to make some room for me to climb in beside him.